Chapter 259 My Lord, a Crow Feather! (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket)

"No style."

The proud and noble King of Ancient Brunt whispered these two words.

His slender index finger caressed the gradually healing wound inch by inch, as if he was savoring the aftertaste of the move just now.

"The first of a hundred styles."

Black wings stretched out behind Lu Yuan, and a faint aura of death surrounded him. He had completely returned to his normal appearance.

There was still a light golden color in his eyes that had not completely faded away, and his whole person was vaguely immersed in an indescribable and wonderful state.

Wu is the first of all styles.

Lu Yuan was in a state of urgency given by the countdown in the [Demon] form, the full level combat awareness of lv3 [Invincible Instinct] and the trigger of lv2 [Flash of Inspiration].

Thinking and understanding reached an unprecedented peak.

He tried to combine the many super-kills and sure-kills he had learned with a bunch of other messy active offensive skills.

Forming a unique killing move that surpasses the super sure kill.

Then he failed.

But it worked again.

Failure is far away and we find that this is an impossible goal.

No one can unify the different skills on different panels.

At least he can't do it at this stage, even if his thinking and understanding improves tenfold.

The key to success is that Lu Yuan found a new way and found a new way of thinking——

If complete blending is not possible, then just take a part, a small part, or even a point of each move.

If you can't get even one point, then trace the origin of this move until you get that point.

then.

This is how this finishing skill was born.

Lu Yuan's chest was filled with a touch of pride and joy.

Not only because the birth of [Wushi] successfully broke through the defense of Gubrent, the king of pretentiousness, passed the test and slapped him in the face.

It was also because the process of deducing this move allowed him to discover skill areas beyond super-kill, and provided him with many new and higher-level martial arts ideas.

""The Illustration of the God of War" is no longer just a fantasy. Maybe one day... I can actually realize it."

Lu Yuan thought silently, with many inspirations and ideas surging in his heart.

"Nice move."

The handsome man's aftertaste of [Wushi] ended, and the wounds on his body also healed.

He looked at Lu Yuan with admiration and said.

"It is extremely rare for you to be close to the realm of surpassing mortal skills."

The words were obviously compliments, but they sounded awkward to Lu Yuan's ears.

The little pride and joy that filled my heart quickly faded away as if it had been poured with cold water.

Lu Yuan frowned, took a breath, and said to the handsome man calmly: "Give me a chance and do it again."

"Um?"

The handsome man was surprised and puzzled, "Why?

You have passed my test, now it is time to receive your reward."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "But I want to do it again, this time aiming at your face.

The way you are showing off is really annoying."

"."

"Uh-huh."

Somewhere several kilometers away from the battlefield, the three members of Xie Jun's team had just recovered from the trance and confusion caused by the golden light that cut their sight.

Immediately afterwards, I saw clearly how far it would take to return to normalcy.

Then

"Boom!"

My brain completely exploded.

All the doubts, speculations, and denials that had been accumulated before were all confirmed at this moment and turned into reality.

They looked at it for a long time.

With his pure martial arts, he first tore apart a walking-level arakkoa with his hands, and then forcibly crushed and killed another person under the siege of four walking-level arakkoa.

After that, he had to fight with the seemingly invincible man who jumped out of the black dome, and finally injured him.

Such an existence has long been defined in their hearts as the ultimate monster.

It's actually a long way? !

How long will it take for the divine blood who refuses to join their team and is described by them privately as a "pure novice who knows nothing", a "prince who rises to power through his background connections" and a "baggage that holds him back"? !

"With such a newcomer who knows nothing, the success rate of our operation will be greatly reduced!"

"I don't want our entire team to be babysitters!"

"Haha, luckily that kid didn't come in, otherwise our operation wouldn't have been so smooth."

"The mission is completed. Let's take him with us again, for Lao Song's sake."

"."

The comments that several people had made about Lu Yuan were constantly rolling in their minds, and all the words and scenes came to mind.

A certain moment.

Xie Jun and the others, who were stunned on the spot, seemed to see a huge palm suddenly appear in the air in front of them.

"Huhu——"

Whistling, he slapped them hard on the face.

The slap made each of their heads buzz, and the sides of their cheeks were as hot as if they had been branded with a soldering iron.

"Forehead"

Han Xun stood in mid-air, looking steadily at the two people talking in the distance.

But in his eyes, only the evil one could detect the wound on the chest of the handsome man with "???" written all over it.

"He's hurt."

Han Xun looked stunned.

"How? Why."

The fleeting golden light he had seen before kept flashing in Han Xun's mind.

Every time I think about it, there seems to be an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

He tried to replace either of the two men in the distance.

But no matter how many times he deduced it in his mind.

Transpose it.

The result seems to be the same——

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

Han Xun took a deep breath, and his right hand holding the ice-blue long sword loosened and tightened again, repeating many times.

Finally, a trace of complexity and decadence emerged from his eyes.

The handsome man looked at Lu Yuan with a somewhat surprised expression.

Looking at Lu Yuan, who looked serious and seemed to be really going to attack again in the next moment and cast [No Style] on his face.

For the first time, a smile appeared on the handsome man's face.

"Next time."

He spoke softly.

Then he stretched out his whole body completely, and his figure gradually fell.

The stagnant death vortex between heaven and earth seemed to start running again, and endless black death gathered.

Lu Yuan felt all these changes, and his heart was slightly startled. He was frowning and didn't know what the pretentious king in front of him was going to do.

Suddenly

he saw the handsome man in front of him kneel down quietly when his figure fell to a height parallel to his feet.

With one hand covering his chest, he lowered his head in a respectful manner like a subject, and whispered: "My Lord."

"??!"

Lu Yuan was struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

In an instant, countless exclamation marks and question marks flashed through his mind.

The only thought was: Oh my god! Could this be the thing that the Crow God left for me?

A humanoid pet?

Although he is very powerful, I really don't want a guy who is more pretentious than me to be around! !

Fortunately.

The facts proved that Lu Yuan thought too much.

After saying "My Lord" as a subject, the King of Gubrunt raised his head and gently tore open his chest with both hands.

A strong black light bloomed from it.

Lu Yuan's eyes were instantly attracted.

He saw——

In the chest of the King of Gubrunt, a feather was quietly suspended.

A crow feather.

Black, as deep as the night.

The feather released a large amount of thick black light, filling the entire chest of the King of Gubrunt like a meridian.

The King of Gubrunt reached into his chest and gently took off the feather.

He held it in both hands and presented it to Lu Yuan.

"My Lord.

I have stayed on the banks of the Styx for too long.

I have heard the call of the bells of Hades, seen His shadow, and the gate of Hades is opening to me"

He murmured softly, as if he was telling a certain vision of his.

Lu Yuan seemed not to hear it, and his whole mind was attracted by the black feather in front of him.

He looked dazed, stretched out his hand, and picked up the feather.

He did not feel any weight.

Holding it in his hand, it seemed to be just a ball of nothingness.

And when he picked up the feather, the King of Gubrunt in front of him began to weather gradually.

He was like a piece of burnt paper ash, disintegrating inch by inch under the breeze.

Turned into rolling black death.

Together with the huge vortex of dead air in the sky, it quickly surrounded Lu Yuan.

"Go and follow His footsteps.

My Lord.

He said. He is waiting for you"

The King of Gubrent said the last sentence, smiled at Lu Yuan, and then was completely blown away by the wind.

"You!"

Lu Yuan subconsciously reached out to grab it.

But he could only grab a handful of black fine sand.

Then the fine sand also flowed through his fingers in the blink of an eye.

"Uh"

Lu Yuan stood there in a daze, unable to understand why such a strong person could disappear in the blink of an eye.

"His power. All given by this feather?"

Lu Yuan suddenly woke up and subconsciously looked down at the black feather in his hand.

But he found that his hand was already empty.

The black crow feather had already run to his chest at some point.

It was close to his skin, as if it was melting into it bit by bit.

At the same time, strange memories began to emerge in Lu Yuan's mind.

More and more, more and more violent.

The vast amount of black death energy between heaven and earth also completely enveloped him at this moment, desperately drilling into his body.

Lu Yuan's face was distorted, and he couldn't help but reach out to hold his head.

Indistinctly, he seemed to see someone approaching him.

"Don't kill me like a running dog of the evil god! I'm a good citizen!"

Before the last bit of clarity in Lu Yuan's mind dissipated, he thought about it, grabbed something and threw it hard in the direction of the person coming.

Then

The world in front of him fell into darkness completely.

"!"

Han Xun was stunned.

He actually saw that the one of the two people in front of him, who was so strong that he was almost beyond his level, suddenly knelt down to the other person.

Then he tore open his chest and took out a ball of nothingness from it.

In a flash, it was annihilated in the air.

Before Han Xun could react to the shock of this scene, he immediately discovered that the black death energy that was scattered and wandering in the secret realm of the Sorrowful Ruins began to gather in the same direction.

They all merged into the body of the young man who survived the battle.

The latter was suspended in mid-air, with his eyes closed and expressionless.

A large amount of death energy condensed on his body, and a gorgeous, noble and ancient armor emerged.

A trace of noble and terrifying aura spread from the other party.

This aura made Han Xun feel like he was facing the top beings in the Yellow Bear.

It was as if he was meeting a supreme monarch at this moment, and he had the urge to kneel down and worship.

Xie Jun and the other two below had already knelt down.

His forehead was pressed tightly against the ground, and his body was shaking violently.

Han Xun gritted his teeth, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and walked forward step by step.

His experience as a four-winged flying bear allowed him to guess roughly.

The scene in front of him should be some kind of evil and ancient inheritance ritual.

The most important thing he should do at this time is to try his best to interrupt it before the ritual is completed!

A lot of cold air surged out of Han Xun's body, and he almost turned into pure ice blue.

He faced the indescribable terrible pressure in the air and approached the person in the center of the death vortex step by step.

"Hu——Hu——"

He panted violently, holding the long knife tightly in his right hand.

Try to calm your emotions and get rid of those distracting thoughts in your heart.

The terrifying pressure in the air was getting heavier and heavier, and his body instinctively trembled under this pressure.

But his heart seemed as solid and cold as an iceberg.

He held the knife in both hands, and his eyes were indifferent.

He was about to use his strongest move on the young man in front of him.

Suddenly

a black shadow quickly swung out from the vortex and shot towards him.

Han Xun subconsciously reached out to grab it.

When he saw the object in his hand clearly, he was stunned.

The murderous intent in his body disappeared in an instant.

Only a face full of confusion and astonishment remained.

He was holding a small black card in his hand.

On the front of the card - a golden yellow bear pattern was looking at him silently.

His own people? ? !

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